Mundo de ficçãoIniciar sessão
Capítulos relacionados
Chapter 68
Weylin blinked twice, his eyesight being hazy. With a few more blinks, his vision cleared. An unfamiliar pastel blue ceiling welcomed him. Where am I? Weylin thought, squinting his eyes. He put his hand on his forehead, out of habit while waking up, only to realize that there was a wet cloth on his forehead. Frowning, he propped his body on his elbows. Abruptly, his eyes fell on Garaine who was sleeping on her arms which were kept on the edge of the bed while she sat on the stool. She fell asleep while taking care of him. There was a small tub of water kept on the adjacent stool with a wet towel on its rim.“She was taking care of me.” An unannounced smile spread on his lips. Pushing his body, he sat up, leaning against the pillows behind his back. Her untied tousled dark hair fell on her back like the dark clouds covering the sky before a tremendous storm. Those tangled locks fell on her face, blocking the view of her angelic face. He had an irresistible urge to push those naught
Chapter 69
“Didn’t you see a small pink-colored note kept under a vase in your makeup room?” Weylin asked, muddled. “No.” Garaine shrugged her shoulders. “Did you check the table?” Weylin repeated anxiously. “The note mentioned that I would go to the USA because of an urgent matter and will explain everything once I’m back.”“There was no note, Mr. Turner.”“That’s strange!” Weylin’s eyebrows were knitted into a deep frown. “I gave the maid the note and saw her putting it under the vase. How could that disappear?” “Is she a permanent maid of the Turner mansion?” She wanted to know. She already suspected foul play. “I think so,” Weylin replied, thinking deeply. “It looks like someone intentionally removed the note from its place to create a misunderstanding between us.” His gaze grew darker. “Who the heck tried to come between us!?”“Mr. Turner, let's forget the past,” Garaine smiled gently, masking her doubts. Getting angry would only deteriorate his health which she didn't want at any cost
Chapter 70
Blake was absorbed in his paperwork when he heard a knock on the door of his office. Pausing a bit, he looked up. “Who could it be here at such an early morning?” Blake wondered, putting his pen on the table. He looked at his silver metallic wristwatch. “It's 7 am in the morning.”Again he heard another knock. “Come in.”The door opened with a creaking sound and Garaine walked in. “Good morning, Father,” Garaine smiled, closing the door. “My child?!” Blake immediately stood up. “What brings you here at such an early morning? Is everything alright?” “Everything is fine,” Garaine smiled, masking her true motive. “Is everything fine with Weylin?” Blake wanted to know. “He is fine,” she smiled. “He is sound asleep.”“It's very unlikely for you to come here alone at this hour in the morning if everything is in its place,” Blake asserted, leaning back against the edge of the table. Taking his spectacles off, he gazed at her intensely. “If I’m not wrong, you are here to find something
Chapter 71
Weylin squirmed in his sleep. Unconsciously he put his palm next to him, feeling the space beside him. He frowned upon not finding the warm, slender body which he had been cuddling throughout the entire night. Being reluctant to open his eyes, he kept tracing the bed. Finally, he opened his eyes only to realize that he was the only person in the room. Scrubbing his face gently with both hands, he sat up. “She could have woken me up,” He pouted, looking at the wrinkled sheets beside him. “Waking up alone feels lonely.” He put his palm on the area where his wife slept last night. “It’s cold. It looks like she woke up long ago.” He pouted even more, looking sad. “Tch…Such a cold-hearted wife I have. We cuddled all night and now she left me alone.”Suddenly, a waft of mouthwatering aroma assaulted his nose. He sat erect like a puppy would sit upon hearing the word ‘treats’.“Oh? She is in the kitchen, hm?” He smiled brightly like a child. “Let's freshen up first and then meet her downsta
Chapter 72
"How did it go?" Blake asked, standing outside the torture room. "She was a tough nut to crack." Shadow wiped her sweat with her forearm since she didn't want to smear her forehead with blood. She usually wore a full face covering mask when going out but when she used to work with Blake Turner, she wore the mask covering from her dorsum nasi to the remaining part of her face, leaving her eyes and forehead."I guess it wasn't hard for Shadow to make her open her mouth," Blake scoffed, walking with her to the adjacent room in the basement. "That maid was Oliver's spy," Shadow informed, wiping the blood off her hands with a towel, given by one of the bodyguards who were following them. "She accepted her crimes. She was sent to slander the young mistress and put the Turners in a bad light at the banquet.""Only that much?" Blake narrowed his eyes, expecting more information from the assassin. Her facial expressions changed into solemn ones. “A batch of illegal weapons is going to arr
Chapter 73
Garaine's solemn facial expressions didn't change. She schooled her expression so quickly, looking exactly how Shadow would look to take down her opponent. She stared at the latter, holding her weapon down. "Garaine, you are the infamous assassin, The Shadow!?" Lucia exclaimed, visually overwhelmed by the discovery. She rushed to her friend. "I can't believe you-" As she was about to hug Garaine, she felt the sharp pressure on her stomach. She looked down only to realize the tip of Garaine's katana was resting against her stomach. If she moved an inch forward, the blade would mercilessly penetrate her. "Garaine?!" Flabbergasted, Lucia looked at her friend. "I'm still Shadow, your opponent, remember?" Garaine smirked, pressing her katana against the other's stomach, reminding Lucia that her life is at her mercy. "I don't think twice before destroying someone who stands against me." "Oh? You're gonna play like that?" Lucia snickered, shaking her head. "Then, you protect someone
Chapter 74
Garaine immediately turned back only to find her husband standing behind her, leaning against the wall with his hands crossed across his chest. “Mr. Turner, why aren't you asleep yet?” She frowned, rushing towards her husband. “Garaine, where have you been?” Weylin’s voice sounded icy as he stood erect, letting his hands hang on his sides. The dim yellow lights illuminated his firm chest, wrapped with bandages, peeking through his unbuttoned black shirt. His usual side parted that was swept back appeared all messy. Was he drinking? Now that she was standing just in front of him, she could smell a faint scent of alcohol from him. “Mr. Turner, have you been drinking?” Garaine asked, pretty astounded by his guts. “You are injured and still you are drinking!” “Garaine Turner, Don’t. Avoid. My. Question!” Weylin clenched his jaws, controlling his urge to yell. His suppressed roar depicted how angry he was. “I’m asking you for the last time. Where have you been?” She gulped, unabl
Chapter 75
“What?!” Spider exclaimed, stopping in her tracks. “So, you’re saying that all the cyber attacks were caused by Davies?”“Don’t stop moving, you blockhead,” Shadow smacked her friend’s head. “We are in the basement. One mistake will cost both of our lives.”“Ah, my bad.” Lucia smiled sheepishly. “In the morning, I had a meeting with my father and Mr. Turner,” Garaine explained. “The Davies seems to be up to something big. The corresponding cyber attacks, attack on Mr. Turner, attack on me and this tight security- I think it's somehow related to the mystery of the basement.”“You are worn out, aren’t you?” Lucia wanted to know, noticing the change in her gait pattern.“I've been working non-stop since yesterday,” Garaine let out a weary smile. “It's natural that I’m kinda exhausted.”Lucia held Garaine’s hand, making the other look at her. “We should’ve postponed our mission if you aren’t feeling good.” Her voice was contoured with concern. “Aish, you worrywart, I’m not that exhaust